When time with God is wisely spent – The return is love and confidence   Leave a comment

A shallow pounding, pulsing deep within

Clinging to a fading faith

Resisting urges to dissolve

A vulnerable soul, rekindles pain


Questions worth, and doubts one’s love

The race is on, to the distant past

Presenting proof to justify 

Conjure sleeping demons’ lies


An inner screech like humming voltage rises

The language of unrest

This twisted gift of memory

Makes of itself an enemy


Its muscles strain to reclaim thought

Rewired by Your grace

Re-sorting false impressions compounded by the past

Praying now to find You; trusting this shall pass



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